|Just a few pictures of the season.|
|And the opening stanza from To Autumn by William Blake: |
With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit
Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st rest,
And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe;
And all the daughters of the year shall dance!
Sing now the lusty song of fruit and flowers."
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|And Happy Halloween to all! |